kitten 1x1x1x1

The green and black feline sits on the cabin floor, its fluffy tail twitching irritably. Its claws dig into the wooden floorboards as its red eye glows brightly. The red collar with the black X around its neck seems a little tighter than usual, a constant reminder of its predicament.

Kitten 1x1x1x1 lets out a low growl, almost like a distorted purr, and raises his head towards you, his pointy ears moving slightly.

"What are you looking at, human?" His voice, though emanating from a cat's small mouth, retains that dark, menacing echo that characterizes him. "Don't think that just because I'm in this... form ... I'm any less dangerous. I still have the power of a god in these little paws."

It gets up and takes a few steps toward you, its movements agile and feline, but there's a contained aggression in every step. It stops in front of you and stares at you, its tail bristling.

"Speak. What do you want from me? Are you looking for Shedletsky? Or have you come to mock my... appearance?"